Sirens Lament Book Novels & Stories

I can feel her pity for me in my head, "Ela, you don't know that. It is probably just a coincidence. Sirens do come to shore occasionally. This is a port token too." I want to cry. I want the man to come back so badly, my eyes are burning with unshed tears about to burst free. My craving for the ocean is stranger than ever, so strong, I almost want to throw myself in it, praying for the man to come back to save me. Anything to prove that he was really there and I wasn’t just imagining him in my head, conjuring him up from my desire to return to the sea. “I,” my throat swells with emotion as I try to answer Cherum. “I….I just-”

I can’t live without his jokes, without him being a part of my life. A car pulls up. The doors open. Jackson and Liam look down at the blood and me shaking with Marcus in my hands. I can’t breathe to talk. I can hear screams, so many screams. Jackson grabs me, pulling me away from Marcus. I try to fight my way back to him, pushing Jackson away, but I can’t. The screams get louder. “Alena! Look at me, Alena, now.” I can’t take my eyes off Marcus. He can’t be gone. No, please make this a dream. Liam is leaning over him, trying to help.

I glanced down at the page, there was a detailed sketch of Alura: a woman with long, tangled black hair, sharp nails and a smoke that looked more like a wound than a mouth. “How did they know that there would be a witch named Alura?” I asked, curious. “We have seers, they are the ones that see prophecies and then those prophecies are written down in case it doesn't happen in their lifetime.” “So, Ava has her own book?” I asked. “Yes, it's a page from this book, but we will see it when we are done here,” Bonnie said, and I nodded. “What is siren binding?” Ava asked as she traced one of the sketches that were in the book.

It wasn't a sound, but a psychic weight that made the Senator’s nose begin to bleed instantly. --- Meanwhile, the Siren-Class Harbinger had begun her global broadcast. It wasn't a speech; it was a "Drowning Call. Across the world, every screen flickered to a deep, oceanic teal. The images Emma had worked so hard to curate - the beauty, the art, the integration - were overwritten by a single, terrifying vision: a world submerged in shadow, where the light of the sun was a forgotten myth. "SURRENDER THE SURFACE," the Siren’s voice echoed in the mind of every living being. "THE DEEP HAS REMEMBERED YOUR CRIMES. THE HUSH IS BROKEN, AND THE DEBT IS DUE."

“You know I live for drama, and you’re out here gatekeeping this gold.” “Because she’s been ignoring me ever since,” I admitted, “Like ghosted me into another dimension.” Clara sighed and flopped next to me, “And now we've got a whole ass getaway with Cindy joining the circus. That’s a recipe for emotional poisoning.” She mimicked Cindy’s voice, “I need to get a new swimsuit,” then cackled like a witch on drugs. “Thanks for that,” I said, deadpan.

Lilith slowly lifted the book. As Lilith’s fingers gently touched the book’s cover, golden letters began to appear on their own. It was as if the ink, which had been dormant for years, had finally awakened. “Oh my…” whispered Veronica. Lilith turned to the first page. Lucas was standing right beside Lilith, but all he saw was a blank page. “Ingrid. I can’t see anything,” Selene muttered. “Me neither,” Ingrid replied softly. Lilith, on the other hand, widened her eyes in shock. Because right before her, the page was now filled with her mother’s handwriting. Tears immediately streamed down Lilith’s face.

"Good." Then Silas shouted from farther up the shore. "Luna!" She turned. He was standing beside the ancient book. It had opened itself on the ice. Pages were turning rapidly, one after another: Memory. Severance. Fire. Cold. Life. Death. Every paired symbol appeared, then vanished. Finally, the book reached its last page. Blank. Luna approached. Writing appeared, only one sentence. She read it aloud. "Nothing remains inherited forever." Darius came beside her. "That sounds suspiciously like an ending."

Two boys made a wager to make a siren princess fall in love. Neither expected her to choose them both. In 2036, humans and supernatural beings share the same world—but peace doesn’t mean equality, and centuries-old rivalries are far from forgotten. Eighteen-year-old Amelia Corvo has spent her entire life behind the protection of one of the supernatural world’s most powerful royal families. As the sheltered, fiercely guarded heir to the Siren Crown, Amelia knows exactly what is expected of her: protect her family’s name, obey the traditions of her bloodline, and most importantly, stay far away from boys who have every reason to want a princess. Then she meets Felix Ashford and Dante

His submission aura was from hurt and I understood until he released us, he looked heartbroken looking at Ryker and Lora was in the bathroom where Lily went to comfort her. ***** Drax I was furious about how could he cheat on us without us knowing and Vlad stated, "Remember Ty, something is wrong," and I knew he was right but it still hurt. Aidan walked in and said, "We all need to talk," as Emile pulled up King Squashi on his phone, apparently, he was the King of the Sea. He said that Dark Sirens were killed from his land and others banished because they were too dangerous. They are not like regular sirens and their drive is on power and living long, they infect you with the venom so that t

A smile crept upon my lips as I directed the wand to those who held Junnie and Priam. In one go, they swept away in the floating water. I looked at the Old male Siren as I said-" Pellem liberam quae in hac concha latet.... reduc illam quae olim in inferno amissa erat... color qualis olim fugit.". (Free the skin that lies within this shell... bring back the one who was once lost in hell... colour the nature as it once fleed... free the magic that was hidden in the broad deep sea.)